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[brightbluegirl]

caric Said everything I like about X-Men 2. He said it way better than I would ever have the patience to.

But we all know I'm lazy.

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Last night Andrew came up with a FANTASTIC last resort for the move. I feel so relieved.

As we all know, because I obsess about it all the time, I'm extremely worried that I won't get a job in time for our move. We'll have enough money for the move, and for a couple of months of rent and whatnot, but the idea of just choosing to move somewhere and HOPING that I get a job and he gets a job and we make enough money to keep going with, was horrifying to me. I couldn't relax. I couldn't just go with the flow and let the universe do what it would.

But Andrew pointed out that his grandparents live in Vancouver, in a nice sized house with a large basement they don't really use. The basement has a door that shuts it off from the rest of the house, and a separate entrance. Before he moved to Toronto, his other option had been to move there. We could pay them some nominal fee for rent, help out around the house, PLUS the cats would have a nice big area to stay in (the basement) without any peeing issues (Penelope pees on soft things when she's upset), AND I could temp while trying to find a job.

That way we won't be locked into a lease, so when I do find a job, if it's in Ontario or Quebec or something, we can just up and move right away. If it's in Vancouver, we'll be able to look for our own apartment without rushing.

Not to mention that I love Vancouver, and we'll have lots of fun while we're there.

I feel so much more relaxed now. Having a back up plan that I can depend on, instead of one that requires a lot more faith than I've ever had, relaxes me so much.

Our first priority is still to get me a job. I'm being really pro-active, though, and now I can just focus on continuing to search out jobs and improve my resume and etc, instead of stressing so much about the possible future that I'm unable to focus enough.

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Last night nothing happened, really. We walked down to the co-op, bought some groceries, stopped off at Flying Star and got dessert (I got a Creme Brulee tart, it was REALLY good but I ate hardly any - my tummy was feeling wierd), and then walked home.

What with my wierd tummy, we didn't do our 1/3 workout. We just went to bed.

I slept well, but woke up tired. I hope I'm not coming down with something. That would suck. I have too many things I want to do.